A/N: this is chapter 3.1
Date: 12/7/11
The moon appeared alongside the darkening sky. I lay at a strategic position on top of a small hill, where I had a clear view of the grassland around me. I had traveled far from the spot where I had had the nice 'chat' with the black wolf.
With no particular reason, I rolled on my back and realized that my spot was also good for moon gazing. The half moon loomed high above me. The silvery light radiating from it comforted me.
Then I noticed something moving out of the corner of my eye. That put me off my relaxed mood. I quickly got on my feet, but for a second I couldn't see anything. That is, until it moved again.
I could see something poking out of the ground. It moved again, and then zoomed across grassland.
I couldn't identify it by its scent, so it must be something that I had never encountered before. Without doubt, I had much to learn.
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The white wolf advanced at the elk carcass, eyeing it hungrily. With a white-grey coat, she made a beautiful specimen.
There was not much left of the elk except for strips of flesh here and there, but it was enough to lure her.
Greedily, the half-starved wolf took everything that was left. In her quest to fulfill her hunger, she never noticed the wolf behind her until he attacked.
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There were not much more interruptions throughout the night, except a case where a coyote happened to stumble across me. With their looks almost like wolves, I got frightened for a while until it got a good look at me, and fled.
But there was another much more interesting interruption, which existed in the form of a hunt. It was not the average wolf versus deer hunt, but a wolf versus wolf hunt; with one of them being 'prey'.
I recognized her coat as soon as I saw it. It triggered a familiar memory from when I was just a year old. She was around my age.
"Hi, I'm Angel."
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. I didn't know her, and she just walked up to me and said 'hi'.
"I'm Pale Moon," I managed, after a huge hesitation. She seemed very comfortable in our territory, perhaps she was authorized to be here.
"I'm the Morning Star Alpha's daughter."
I remembered our Alpha had announced their coming and welcomed it. But it surprised me that she didn't state her title before her name, as most others of her rank did.
When I questioned her about her queer way of announcing herself, she simply shrugged it off, saying that she understood nothing about the positions in the pack and didn't want to know.
"No pack politics are going to mess with me," she said definitely.
She was very happy then, and we formed a group with other wolves of our age from the both packs. Sometimes we would have a swim in the lake and then soak the adults when our fur still had water lodged in them. Other times we would chase rabbits and hares, but they got away most of the time.
But it all broke up when her father announced his decision to leave.
There were many farewells between us, and the Morning Star pack was a rather major part of our group.
The group never recovered from the blow, especially with Angel gone. Angel and I had been the unofficial leaders, settling fights and problems, maintaining the pack within the packs.
I stayed with the group, but there was something missing, and everyone felt it. We never had the fun and laughter that had been before.
Every memory and thoughts happened in a millionth of a second. By then, I knew what to do.
And now I realize, I missed her.
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(Angel)
I wanted to curse my life and everything I had done to get me to be pursued by the wolf behind me.
My leg was stained with my own blood. And it was my blood that was drenching the grass with every step that I took.
I knew for a fact that I was running to my death. Half-starved and hurt, I was no match for the grey male behind me. He was in the prime of his health and was not held back with my disadvantages.
I didn't have many options. I could either run until I drop with exhaustion, or, turn back and give the grey wolf everything that I had. In my opinion, the latter one would be the best, even though I would be lucky to even give him a minor scratch.
I wheeled around and braced for the worst. But it never came. Instead, I was greeted by a lick on my muzzle.
"Moony?" I gasped. What was he doing so far from his home?
I suddenly felt faint, and nearly collapsed.
"Angel," Pale Moon addressed me worriedly, "let's find you a place to rest."
I remember giving a nod of agreement before the loss of blood took over me.
A/N:Now I realize that with some changes, I'll have to change the rest, so please bear with me.